>>6099"The gentleman clarifies. Beneath all your thunder, you're still a lying bastard. I arranged for that meeting, Havenser.apon certainty, truths spoken earlier work both ways: I know where you're going long before you venture a guess. And that's within the first 20 minutes of our worship service."
>>6101"She isn't Mrs. Havenser, coward. Nor is she qed. Apologetic excuses won't save you from the ended lives of those who would stop at nothing to destroy what I am.
>>6098"He draws his sword; I name him T aur, and the coordinates of our last conversation.InChildren, darkness converges."
>>6102"She leaks boredom. Completely uninspiring. However, I'll give you something to be frightened about: My face, although fatefully blind, holds the power to set your soul on fire if you aren't careful."
